Special Horse Stories from Readers
We asked our readers to send in special horse memories for a Labor Day promotion. Please enjoy these submissions from your fellow readers! Our Horses Choose Us, Right? from Bonney MacDonald Stories of how a …
The Creative Corner
Welcome to the Creative Corner of the Eclectic Horseman.
Working Out the Kinks…
Beneath the vast expanse of the western sky, Where rugged mountains and green valleys collide. A cowgirl saddles up the wild filly, Facing the untamed brink. The cowgirl gambles with her life today- “Working …
I feel your four-legs
I feel your four-legs walk Articulating both me and the ground We move upon I wonder if you know how Humble I am Reaching for the soul of your earth Listening to the beat of …
“Whistle, Grin, & Ride”
Photo of Ray Hunt and author Carson Robbins in the background. On the twelfth day of March Two Thousand and Nine The world lost a Great Horseman… a Mentor of mine His message was clear …
Innocence
Can you see my Innocence Hidden among the Weeds Am I the Guarded armor Or Petals reaching From their Seeds Can you see my Innocence Hidden among the Weeds
The Parallel
By Rio Painter (Penned July 2nd 2023) What goes through your mind when I pick up on the reins? I want my thoughts to become yours and yours to become mine I want us to …
To Buck, Thank You
Written by by Mary Berkeley My horse and I get along pretty good He follows and likes me, I think like he should We have a nice thing that’s for sure on the ground But …
Chugwater Chili Store
The white lines passed ever’ 1 point 4 Ford pick-up rollin’ ‘bout 90 and more That’s where ol’ Dan first saw the store Rollin’ north t’wards the Montana line Our pockets were empty ‘cept entry …
Tex and the Crow (a true story)
Written by Mary C. Keenan I live in a semi-rural area and keep 3 horses on a 5 acre property. My colt, Tex, is 4 years old and was born at home. Since Tex was …
The Ranchin’ Man & His Wife
It seems with all his chores n’ such He always needs assistance And ever’ time, right there she is With never no resistance When he gits in so dog-gone deep That just his hat’s above …
